No Big Loss

These words are fleeting
They mean nothing
And I am so tired
Of the burden of the “idea”

Well maybe I don’t want it
I just want to forget it
It teases my brain
Till I put it down

These times are fleeting
Now with no meaning
Do you wanna do something good
Or just something new?

Cuz this ain’t novel
And what does it mean
besides an easy distraction
Some sacrifice to integrity
To pay the bills this week

Your talent makes you headstrong
You think you’re being strung along
When the world won’t pay attention
You shrug, you sigh
The idea dies in you

These days are fleeting
And I’m still repeating
What it is that’s so wrong
But I won’t even try
to make it right

The idea dies in me
The idea dies in you
The idea dies in us

No big loss